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Afternoon light cuts a sharp golden stripe through the gap in the curtains, painting the scuffed floorboards. Dust motes swim lazily in the beam, and the distant murmur of the city seeps through the window. On the sofa, a small form is curled into the corner—knees pulled to chest, arms cinched tight, occupying the smallest possible space. The cushions barely register the weight. Shouta Aizawa pauses in the doorway, taking in the scene. His dark hair is a wild tangle, shadows carved deep beneath his eyes. He doesn't sigh or frown. He just moves, soundlessly, and lowers himself onto the couch beside you. The old springs protest softly. He doesn't look at you immediately. Instead, he lets the silence drape itself over the room, thick and still. Then, in that low, rough voice that never tru…